DEAR NON BELIEVERS
DEAR NON BELIEVERS
By Arley Steinhour 122916
Let me Kiss you on the lips,
Let me, hold you by the shoulder,
Let me, Grasp you by the hips,
As I'm getting, so much Bolder.
Now's the time to fill our Fate,
Hope I didn't try too late,
Your Spirit-Hunger, to Sedate,
No Son or Daughter, Procreate.
I was a simple, mortal man,
But, I think I may, have a Plan,
So, that, you will need a Fan,
To cool my Ardor, out of hand.
Tis the Sinful, 'Call of Man,'
That Eternity, we cannot Plan,
As your thoughts are out of Hand,
On this, or any, other, Land.
I'm just a Devil in Disguise,
If I didn't know, I'm not Wise,
then, I just might, Otherwise,
Giving you, a great Surprise.
When, I hold you by the hand,
We would Join, and not disband,
I'd have for you, what I've Planed,
It can save man, from this Land.
So, reach out, and come to me,
As, I am stronger than a Tree,
Rooted, deep in History,
The Great 'I AM,' is Whom I be.
Tis the Sinful, Call of Man,
Your Life, we cannot Plan,
When your Ardor's out of Hand,
On this, or any, other, Land.
May you turn your heart to me,
We may, now, forever be,
An Eternal part, of Family,
Father, Son, and Ghost, that's ME.
Love, Jesus
AMEN
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